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--- Chapter 337 ---
"Divine Arts..."
"Purple Silver Creations - Lei (Thunder)."
As Han Yuan's voice echoed, a surge of blue silver grass erupted from the ground, sweeping across the Star Dou Forest like a boundless tsunami, smothering the spirit beasts under its immense weight.
Roar!
Roar! Roar!
Every spirit beast in the area, particularly the smaller ones, felt as if they were facing death itself.
They howled helplessly towards the darkening, but there was nothing they could do to escape this predicament.
This blue silver grass, often disregarded by spirit beasts in the Star Dou Forest—herbivores wouldn't even consume it due to its worthlessness—was now overwhelming them with sheer numbers.
Many years ago, the Blue Silver Clan had pushed themselves to the limit to produce the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin.
Regardless, this effort seemed in vain after Ah Yin inexplicably fell in love with that bum from the Clear Sky Clan and then subsequently sacrificed herself to become his ninth spirit ring.
Even though the Blue Silver Clan never understood why Ah Yin made such a decision, that event was a hard blow to their pride. No, it was like a resounding slap to the face after all their efforts.
Imagine poor villagers pooling all their resources to aid the brightest kid in the village to attend school, only to find years later that same kid has been enjoying city life, spending all her time partying, and eventually became a freaking beggar.
This analogy perfectly described the dilemma of the Blue Silver Clan after Ah Yin's departure. Yet, the Blue Silver King, who ranked just below the Blue Silver Emperor, did not surrender. He faithfully cultivated the blue silver grass across the continent, waiting for her return.
If one was insufficient, then two, four, eight, reaching the millions, billions, and even trillions of subjects. The blue silver grass thrived even in the harshest tundras, deserts, and the depths of the ocean.
There is no denying that the blue silver grass's innate ability to grow and multiply is nearly unparalleled! It was this very vitality and adaptability, despite its weakness, that allowed the Blue Silver Clan to flourish in the Douluo Star.
And at this very moment, Han Yuan harnessed this vast quantity to offset the lack of quality. While many of the individual grasses were less than ten years old, within his domain, their cultivation was 'temporarily' enhanced tenfold.
Han Yuan guided a portion of the blue silver grass tsunami, transforming it into a massive humanoid figure.
This figure gradually morphed into a suit of thick vine armor, shimmering in hues of purple-blue and silver, and crowned with a lion's head helmet from which two beams of purple light shone like eyes.
The spirit beasts gazed in awe at the towering, 100-meter-tall humanoid giant clad in armor.
"Is this still blue silver grass?" a thought flickered through their minds.
Perched on the giant's head, Han Yuan, Ah Yin, Xiao Rou, and Xiao Wu surveyed the vast land of the Star Dou Forest.
"This is Master's Divine Arts..." Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled with amazement.
"So big, so powerful!"
Hearing such a blunt comment from Xiao Wu, Xiao Rou couldn't help but smack her daughter's head, wearing a helpless expression. "Phrasing, young lady! Phrasing!"
"Ouch!" Xiao Wu whimpered, holding her head in pain.
Xiao Rou felt frustrated. Despite all her efforts to familiarize Xiao Wu to be a refined young lady—at least by her modest standards—years of neglect after her death and the excess indulgence from her sworn brothers had left this little rabbit delightfully silly and mischievous drilled to her very bones, traits befitting her nature as a Soft-Boned Rabbit.
Ah Yin chuckled, "Sister Rou, it's okay. Xiao Wu is still young. Being a bit playful is natural."
"Heh, if only she were just playful," Xiao Rou sighed, giving her daughter a weary look.
Ah Yin kept smiling and didn't comment on Xiao Rou's frustration, then turned her gaze toward Han Yuan, who was retracting his palms. She raised an eyebrow. "Done?"
"I expected the scale of this Purple Silver Creation to be larger."
"Two hundred isn't your limit, right?"
Han Yuan shook his head gently. "This much is enough."
And he was right.
[Purple Silver Creation - Lei] was one of the many techniques developed from the Divine Arts. It involved a series of vitality, bioelectricity, spiritual power, and finally, a quasi-divine energy infusion, drastically enhancing his sixth spirit skill, "Purple Silver Authority," to create minions at an unprecedented scale.
This Divine Arts, in particular, not only improved Han Yuan's wide variety of life-lightning skills by incorporating concepts of mutual support from the five basic elements, using the lightning element as an alteration and control, and vitality as fuel.
So, not only did the energy circulation nodes efficiently improve, but also the durability and control of the Blue Silver Clan as a whole underwent a divine change, making them extensions of Han Yuan's own limbs.
Now, this 200-meter-tall vine giant resembled a Heavenly King, donning armor and wielding both a short spear and a shield, which was under Han Yuan's control as if he were moving his own muscles.
While intimidated, however, the 200,000-year-old spirit beasts charged at Han Yuan still.
The ferocious black wolf howled at the giant and fired a beam at it.
BANG!
Lei merely raised its shield and devoured the beam, refining the pure spirit energy and throwing the impure dark element aside.
"What?!" The black wolf was shocked.
Ah Yin's eyes gleamed, "Devouring Heaven and Earth."
"You've actually fused my origins into your Divine Arts this well."
"Just some trick." Han Yuan smiled faintly. Yes, the 'Devouring' traits used on the black wolf's beam attack are actually the spirit skill of Dark Blue Silver Emperor's mask.
He fused the origins that Ah Yin shared with him, making it one with his Purple Silver Grass.
If this 'Devouring' shield ever got broken and passed through, Han Yuan still possesses the Fallen Dragon's Right Protection. This gross secondary shield provides Han Yuan with 70% immunity to all elemental attacks, and more against light and darkness elements, and is capable of reflecting such attacks.
This combination is disgusting, and Han Yuan never uses it. No, to be more precise, he doesn't have a chance to use it.
"Hmm, space?" As Han Yuan observed the battlefield, he sensed a tiny fluctuation in the air. It was subtle, but such a disturbance couldn't escape his senses.
Suddenly, a deadly silver light appeared before Han Yuan's eyes and others.
This sharp light tore the air apart, aiming to end their lives instantly.
"Heavenly Silver Pulse." Han Yuan chuckled inwardly as he moved Lei at lightning speed, causing the blue silver grass at the head of the giant to squirm and causing the surrounding space to thicken.
As the silver light missed its target, a chunk of blue silver grass got erased from existence.
At the same time, the 'perpetrator' was frozen.
"I-I can't move? Impossible!"
A silver-furred sable around the size of a car appeared out of thin air, wearing an expression of disbelief.
As a majestic and rare spatial-attributed spirit beast who has reached the 210,000-year-old realm, he was 'embarrassingly' frozen in space.
Isn't this laughably ironic?
What Han Yuan just used was the 1st spirit skill of his sixth spirit ring, the Heavenly Silver Pulse. It can agitate the 'space' by infusing life energy into the air, creating a disturbance.
Heavenly Silver Pulse has two effects after Han Yuan comprehended it, which were breaking the 'space' fabric, thus creating a heaven-shaking shockwave, and solidifying the 'space' fabric and instantly freezing the opponent.
The first application is purely offensive, but the second one is a godly control skill.
Han Yuan swatted his hand, and Lei swung its giant spear, smacking the sable as if it were a fly.
BOOOOOOOOOM!!
The stupefied ferocious spirit beast crashed into a mountain several miles away, questioning his sanity before fainting.
'Damn it, who is the real spirit beast here!'